Isabel is one month old today.
Sleeping: She only makes me get up one time in the night these days. Of course, night time doesn’t start for her until 11 or 12. But, I’m grateful for the nights she gives me 3-4 hour stretches of sleep. On the nights she doesn’t, we both love snuggling down in bed after the Husband goes to work and napping the morning away.
Eating: She’s growing, and growing well, which means eating is going well. Some days, a little too well. Even when it’s going well, breastfeeding is not always fun, especially when she decides to go through a growth spurt and doesn’t want to do anything all day but feed and fuss.
Pooping: I can’t talk about how she’s doing without talking about this! Because she’s eating so well, she’s doing a really good job of making diapers too. I’ve got an order in for a few cloth diapers in order to try them out and see if we might want to switch over. Feel free to share any advice and experience you have with them! I’m a little nervous about transitioning, but I hate how much garbage we’re making right now.
Growing: I started my first box of clothes she’s grown out of earlier this week. It doesn’t contain a lot yet, since we avoided buying newborn sized clothes as much as possible, but even a few of her 0-3 month sized outfits seem to be getting a little tight on her. At this rate, she won’t make it to 3 months before she’s fitting into all 3-6 month sizes. I’m going to need to go shopping soon.
And, what about me?
Sleeping: I am. I get less, yes, but I feel way more rested these days than I did when I was pregnant. However, I fade faster. I get worn out by 6 pm or so, right about when Isabel decides to wake up and fuss and cluster feed until midnight.
Eating: I do. A lot. Maybe too much. But, post partum eating when breastfeeding is confusing. I need to keep my calorie intake up in order to keep my supply up, but it can be hard to find a moment and the free hand to make a proper, healthy meal, especially since Isabel’s eating schedule always seems to end up being the same as mine. So, I end up eating a lot of things that aren’t good for me: cookies, squares, brownies, all the goodies left over from the baptism on the weekend.
Staying Sane: I read if I can keep my eyes open during middle of the night feedings. I watch Netflix while she sleeps on me and won’t let me put her down. I’ve reached out to our neighbours and other nearby moms in order to hold on to friendships and a little adult interaction. Some days, I do nothing but sit on the couch and snuggle her sweet self. I expect nothing more from myself.